Ark Chef Lapland

The Baidu profile felt like a personal name, so I used it as a tribute to her dad. I think it’s a good match~

Chapter 63

Xingang District, a large auction site.

The four Osasians walked to the parking lot happily, discussing the harvest tonight.

They were also the four retainers of the Grand Duke of Corsicce. Because the eldest had recently shifted her interest to the kitchen, they were ordered to collect some rare cooking record devices and go back.

After having learned the lesson last time, they began to be cautious and bid carefully to prevent the sudden rise of Ruper's bid.

result……

But it went smoothly unexpectedly, and all the items that I had fancy were bought.

The four retainers drove to the bar, and only vodka could vent the joy of victory.

As a result, at the corner of the dark parking lot, a sudden flash of sword light suddenly evoked the fear in their memory.

The four retainers directly knelt down.

Ding, the retainer with a bandage on his head, raised a box: "Auntie, we were wrong. Everything you want is in it."

"What do I want?" Texas was confused, and when I took a closer look, I realized that these people seemed a bit familiar.

In her eyes, Uthas men looked the same.

"The new cooking recording device we photographed for Miss today..." Retainer A was about to cry.

This grandmother is really making progress too fast. She omitted the auction step and used the robbery to achieve her goal...

"If it was me yesterday, I might just take it away to please my sister." Texas was amused by these four stupid bears. "But now I understand that she has her own way of pursuing and doesn't need these crooked ways , And love doesn’t mean that you can gain something by giving it hard...so, I won’t grab your cooking recording device."

In this way, someone missed the perfect opportunity to change from "brain pumping younger sister" to "kissing younger sister".

The four Uzas bears with only vodka in their heads were surrounded by this literary explanation, and only understood the last sentence.

The retainer Ding tentatively said: "Then if you don't grab something...Could it be that you want to have two drinks together?"

"Of course not!" Texas slapped him on the skull with the spine of his sword. "Robbery, hand in your guns!"

She was not targeting these four, but they happened to be carrying Usas military-standard guns.

Guns are very few in circulation on the market, and only the Atlantans and the military of major powers use it.

Among them, a group of Uthas imitations has simple structure and strong stability, and has a very good reputation among mercenaries.

Texas is thinking that taking leave of absence these days will definitely affect Can Angel’s work. If you meet again and give her some gifts, it can be considered to please her.

There is no need to pretend to be cold and mysterious, and there is no inevitably cautiousness. She thinks it shouldn't be difficult to just be a good colleague and friend, right?

Then you can get a steady stream of information from Sister Neng Angel!

She will definitely become the strongest invisible guardian and will not be sent to the frontier!

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...

At eleven o'clock, the tavern was closed, and Kui Aman blasted away the drunk-eyed, nostalgic customers with great momentum.

There are people who really walk around, and even call his family intimately to help transport people.

People who drink a lot here are regular customers in the neighborhood.

"Let that stinky girl clean up, don't worry, let's have a drink." Quiaman took Laplandra out of the kitchen.

"Dad, I'm your daughter!" Ke Song exclaimed dissatisfiedly, crying as he watched the pile of tableware.

Isn’t your wife doing better tonight?

Quiaman poured his treasured wine into Lapland this time.

Two people sat at the table, eating the secret nuts in the shop, and asked about Lapland.

"You're a junior chef!?" Kui Aman happily patted the table, "It's great, I can see your love for cooking, better than my girl, and I didn't have a home until I was accepted as an intermediate pastry chef. She doesn't practice crafts, she is really blinded by the talent God gave her!"

Intermediate pastry chef?

Lapland's ears trembled helplessly a few times, and his heart said, uncle, are you trying to praise me?

You just want to show off your daughter!

Alas, the unobtainable will always be in a commotion, and the favored will have no fear...

Lapland glanced at the kitchen grinder, eavesdropping croissant, and gulped half a glass of wine.

"Ahem!" Kui Aman realized that he had digressed. "Daddy can see that you like cooking, but because of the current situation, you can't find a job, right?"

"Yes, I really hope to have more opportunities to practice and break through the bottleneck of intermediate chefs as soon as possible."

Kui Aman panicked. I was the daughter of a habitual show just now, so don't compare it.

Intermediate chefs are still very difficult. I think I will be a veteran for a lifetime... and I am just an apprentice pastry chef.

But I also have a unique talent for bartending, singing and fried rice.

He could see the purity in Lapland's eyes, his enthusiasm for cooking, and he took out the bait he had prepared for a long time: "You have seen my business. You can get by? You are coming and want to practice at noon. , We will also open the door for you to ensure a steady flow of customers."

"Is it okay at noon?" Lapland was pleasantly surprised. He was worried that the tavern would only be open for work at night, which would waste a lot of time, but he didn't expect the boss to be so talkative.

"Of course, as long as you are willing to come, everything is easy to discuss." Kui Aman patted his chest and promised. "Don't worry about the infected person. Our street is covered by Sister Star, and the Guards Bureau dare not come to check people. You can rest assured to practice your skills well."

"Thank you, father, I want to come to work tomorrow!" Lapland nodded like garlic.

The back kitchen was busy and looked over sympathetically. This young lady Ruper was so handsome, she was not cheap to wear, and she had a good cooking skill, but she was a bit too simple... right?

The old man who can make money at noon is of course happy to open the door. Before, he didn’t open it just because...

Few people like to drink his broken wine, let alone during the day.

The old man likes to call himself a generalist, but in fact he is a typical sloppy.

In the past, in order to catch up with her mother's skills, she put it down when she caught it, and didn't learn the baking skills at home.

In order to make a living, I changed out of the tavern to develop in many ways, just to make a few more money...

But the grandfather, who was also an ancestral pastry chef, had a heart attack. He didn't resist it one winter three years ago and left.